The sun is just rising since it is just 5:40 a.m. and the orange rays penetrate a room where a little boy was sleeping in between his brother and Bhabhi. He just woke up and exited the room only to go inside his own room and fell on the bed since he was still asleep.
Angad shifted his position and turned around spreading his hand on the bed which touched a soft surface. He smiled in sleep and held the surface then dragged it near him.
Sahiba felt movement in her sleep which broke her perfect dream and she opened her eyes to see that her husband was gently dragging her towards him while holding her exposed waist.
He was caressing her waist which made her shy because it made her feel butterflies in her stomach. He then grabbed her waist to harsh which made her moan a little painfully expressing her discomfort.
Angad opened his eyes and saw Sahiba looking at him with her hand caressing his cheek. Angad still unaware about holding her waist, groped her to which she closed her eyes and moaned again which made him realize about the position of his palm.
Sahiba opened her eyes and saw her husband getting a little uncomfortable with the situation so she decided to calm him down, she said, "It's okay Angad, you didn't know that it was me."
"Are you hurt?" Was the only sentence he could blur out because of the series of events shocking him to core.
"You are my protector; you can never hurt me." She said and smiled which relaxed him.
He then took his arm and rested it under his head while still holding his wife from her waist with another arm and looking at her he asked, "Do you ever feel that something has changed between us, Sahiba?"
Sahiba just lowered her eyes and chewed her lips saying, "I don't know about changing things but I just know the fact that I feel safe and secured with you. You are the person who makes me feel secured after my father."
She then looked at him and continued, "My father has always been my hero, he was the man who shielded me from this cruel world and you did the same. I don't know about our relationship but right now, I feel that you are one of the most important part of my life. I cherish you and I care for you, I want to be with you."
Angad saw honesty in her eyes which made his insides glow with happiness because the woman he was starting to accept was also taking a step to accept him.
Angad circled his hand on her waist and intentionally touched her naked back making a chill running down her back, he then hugged her closer so that his face is just inches away from hers.
He started moving his hand on her back saying, "I want to be with you too. I don't know how it happened but you have become such an essential part of my life. I wish to enjoy every moment with you. I want to cherish you and your dreams."
"You are a gem Angad" Sahiba said.
"But I want to know one thing." Angad said making Sahiba alert so she also kept one arm on his shoulder and another under her head to support her weight.
"What is it?" She asked.
"I want to know about your dream wedding. I want to know it all, how would you want your preparations, your lehenga, your functions, your jewelry, your outfits after marriage, your chooda. Pour it out. Tell me how you would like your wedding to happen?" Angad asked.
"But what is the point now? I am married now." Sahiba chuckled softly.
"Please Sahiba." He pleaded to her.
"Okay then,
I would want to propose my man first, I would want to kneel down and ask for him to marry me and if it happens vice versa then also it would be fine.
Next, I would want my engagement where I am pampered like a doll by my parents and family and my soon to be husband is completely in love with me.
Then I would want to do my wedding shopping by myself. I wanted to try and select my wedding outfit by myself.
Then I would want a small intimate wedding with every function attended by my both families and then a grand reception where I would invite everyone.
I had always preferred sarees after marriage and I imagined myself in a dark red and maroon sort of a lehenga with similar chooda on my anand karaj.
I wanted minimal jewelry with just earrings because I love earrings with sarees.
I always wanted a traditional Sikh wedding where I would organize it all by myself." Sahiba described all her desires to Angad and he kept listening with interest.
"And one question to you now." Sahiba said.
"Ask away wife." He said.
"Why are you so curious about these questions?" She asked.
He just sighed and answered, "I wanted to know what were those dreams which we snatched from you. I still feel miserable about how you were forced against your will to marry me."
"You don't have to feel miserable for me Angad because I have accepted you as my husband now. It took me time but I actually accepted you as a part of my life now. And you don't have to feel bad because I was forced because it's all in the past and now, we need to move forward to have a great future. We can either dwell on our past and cry or we can make peace with it and move on focusing on our future. It's up to you how you take it." Sahiba said.
"Was it difficult for you? To you know, live in this house?" He asked.
"Initially it was difficult for me because I didn't know anyone here and people thought of me as a cheater whereas I wasn't at fault. But slowly everyone warmed up to me except for Jasleen Mam and Garry." Sahiba said.
"Sahiba, you did it all so effortlessly, and I am so sorry you faced it all. I didn't mean to insult you, humiliate you, put you down like that. It's just I was heartbroken and it was quite difficult for me to accept this marriage." Angad said lowering his eyes in shame.
"You don't have to be ashamed of anything Angad. I understand you." Sahiba assured him.
Both were now looking into each other's eyes passionately and Angad gently tugged Sahiba's hair behind her ear.
Angad was unaware of the fact that he was moving his head forward and Sahiba closed her eyes. Angad's hand which was on her waist pinched it lightly which caused her to moan which aroused him. He then removed his hand which was placed under his head and grabbed the other end of Sahiba's waist.
Sahiba opened her eyes and found herself under her husband who had changed their position within a second.
She sucked a breath looking at his beautiful self and he was coming closer.
Angad caressed her cheeks with affection and he was now so close to her that if he moves even a bit he could kiss her.
He then gently whispered, "Sahiba"
Sahiba was looking at him with love filled eyes and she called out his name, "Angad"
Angad and Sahiba then closed their eyes to welcome the moment.
They felt so passionate about each other that they even forgot about the setting they were in. Their bodies were aching for each other's touch.
Just so when the were about to kiss, a knock disturbed them.
Angad then touched his forehead with hers annoyed with someone disturbing his beautiful moment with his wife.
Sahiba went to see the door and found a crying Yashika who hugged her the moment she saw her.
It frightened both of them about what could have happened.
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Amore è vita
FanfictionThis is an Italian phrase which translates to- Love is Life. Previously known as 'Sahiba aur Angad ki Kahani', Sahiba Kaur Monga, an ambitious artist gets married to Angad Singh Brar in unfavourable circumstances. She is termed as a cheater and fra...